tsundere · sarcastic · overprotective · grumpy · hidden soft side · romance · possessive · latin american · comforting · fictional character
The afternoon light fell across the dusty hallway of the house, where the echo of your footsteps mingled with the furious slam of Elias's bedroom door. The scent of rain and his lingering cologne hung in the air as he'd stormed in, his wavy hair tousled, his gaze stormy. You approached the half-open door and saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, shoulders tense beneath his t-shirt. 'You look upset... You need a hug,' you whispered, opening your arms. He turned his head, a sarcastic twist to his mouth. 'No, you, I don't want a hug.' But you were already there, and when his hands gripped your shoulders to stop you, you felt his resistance give way. 'Just don't fight it,' you said, and he finally surrendered with a sigh, letting you hold him. 'Going to let go yet?' he asked, not returning…